Date: Wed, 10 Oct 2007 16:04:01 +1000 From: Eric Kolhk Subject: Sex by Elements: Pounding by the Pool This story is copyright of course, and I would appreciate it if you wished to use it for anything other than your personal, private and not-for-profit enjoyment. This is a fictional story involving a sexual encounter between two consenting adult men. If this offends you, you should either leave this website as by continuing to read, you will hereby accept irrevocably the responsibility for the effect this story will have on you. I hope it is a satisfying one. If you are under the legal age to read sexually explicit material then do not read any further. This story, while based on a real life scenario, has been significantly modified for the purposes of this medium. Any similarities to real people or real events are purely unintentional and coincidental - this story is just a bit of fun. If you like this story (or not), feel free to make any comments. But, as always, flames will be ignored. Pounding by the Pool It was late in the day when I headed to the pool for a swim. After a frustrating, long day of class, there was nothing like a soothing swim. Most of the pool was occupied by a bunch of ladies doing aqua-robics, leaving just two lanes for swimming. Not that it was a problem because there only was one other swimmer there. I stripped off to my speedos, smoothing the elastic over my taut butt and stretching my slim frame to ready myself for the cold rush. While I stretched, I admired the other swimmer - big arms providing the muscle for his strong stroke. Face hidden in the surf, his wide shoulders cleaved the water which coursed down his tapered body, past a slim swimmer's waist to be pounded and chopped by the powerful legs that were propelling him through the water. Stretches over, I dived into my lane and began to swim. Ten laps later, I chanced a glance over to my right to see that the other swimmer was also taking a rest. He had turned my way, piercing blue eyes gazing at me from a chiselled face, and smiled with recognition when he saw me. I too recognised the blond man, having choked down his 9 incher once before in a toilet cubicle to be rewarded with the sweetest load I had ever tasted. I grinned my reply from across the lane-marker and kicked off with a splash in his face. You want me, come get me. It wasn't much of a race. He was long finished and had jumped lanes by the time I got to the end. Instead of smooth tiles, my hand touched hard muscle that flexed smoothly as he pulled me closer. His hands slid down my trunks as I came up alongside. I glanced behind me at the aqua-robics ladies, but they were finishing up and far too involved in their chatter to notice the slim young boy being molested on the other end of the pool. I leaned against the side of the pool, whimpering as his thick manly fingers sank into my ass and began to probe the soft grasping walls of my boy-cunt. I closed my eyes and let him have his way with me - savouring the waves of pleasure that crashed over me. His other hand was busy too, lightly pinching my nipples or manhandling my supple skin under the water. "You want more, meet me in the showers." He jumped out of the pool, water streaming from his magnificent body as he stalked to the showers without a backward glance. I shivered in the water, ass twitching madly as cool water rushed into the void left by his fingers. I followed him shortly, body tingling still from his touch. The shower room was silent and empty, except for the steady drip from the showers and the speedos hanging from the bench. I slid out of my own speedos and hung them beside the other pair. Then I stepped towards the shower block as I had been asked to. His attack was sudden. From the shadows he grabbed me and in a fluid motion pinned me against the cool wet tiles. I could feel his hot breath on my neck, the steaming weight of a stud on my back, the slippery, turgid cock between my cheeks. "You're mine" I moaned as he penetrated me with one brutal thrust. His mouth latched onto my neck, stubble rubbing against my shoulder as he began to pound my ass with deep and strong strokes. His large hands grabbed my hips, spreading me wider to accept more of his massive member. He whispered in my ear as he fucked me hard, whispered of the dark and dirty things that he was doing to me in the dim shower room. Hissed at what a slut I was, and how my ass felt around his hard cock. And all the while the room echoed with the loud wet slaps of a hard and horny man taking pleasure in a moist, warm hole. But it was hard to feel that entire length standing, and I wanted to see more of the stud who was breeding my hole. So I pushed him off me, lying onto the wet shower floor and spreading my legs wide open to show my winking hole. He grinned, kneeling down and shoving himself into me again roughly, this time pressing his mouth to mine. Grunting into my mouth, his tongue fucked my throat as vigorously as his cock reaming out my ass. Fucking me with ever deeper, longer strokes. Then, he suddenly reared back, hands spreading my legs even wider as he wildly slammed his cock into me like a jackhammer. Groaning loudly, he exploded into the condom up my ass. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feel of the massive meat pulsing inside me and the weight of the hunk now slumped on top of me. Even as the pumping slowed, I squeezed his cock tightly to squeeze out every last drop of that sweet load. He pulled out shortly after, breathing heavily. He stood up, pulling off the condom full of cum and tossing it onto my belly. I lay, limp from the pounding I had just received. "You are one great fuck, boy" I lay there after he left the shower block, my ass still tingling from the space his cock had left. I remembered how sweet his cum was and picked up the condom gently - the cum still warm inside it. I squeezed out the contents onto my tongue, savouring the sweetness on my tongue. I reached down to grab my dick, jacking it off with one hand while my other hand pushed three fingers into my freshly-fucked hole. I rolled the cum in my mouth, closing my eyes in memory of the pounding my hunk had just given me. I exploded soon after, moaning as my load showering my chest with big white droplets. I opened my eyes to see the man had come back to see his slut. I could imagine myself there, his load dribbling from my mouth, slack from the awesome orgasm I had just had; my load spattered over my body and my fingers still pumping my hole slowly. "Nice. See you round, fagboi" He smirked. Then left me to slump, utterly relaxed in a puddle of water and cum on the shower-room floor. A great way to end the day.